In terms of strength, Lin Aofeng could crush these elders of the main family, who possessed only mid-God strength, with a single finger. In terms of authority, a single word from Lin Aofeng could wipe out every branch of the main family to which these elders belonged. In terms of seniority, these elders were clansmen of the gray-grandson generation, eighteen generations removed from Lin Aofeng. How could they possibly dare harbor any objections toward him?
With a soft snort, Lin Aofeng narrowed his eyes and looked toward the center of the forbidden ground. Sensing the scorching power of fire and the dense aura of life in the air, he nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Very good indeed. Summon the Phoenix Tree. Today, I want to use the Phoenix Tree's power to break through my current bottleneck!"
Lin Aofeng was so excited that his body trembled faintly. His joints ground against one another, continuously producing crisp clangs like metal striking iron.
He knew of the Phoenix Tree's existence, and he knew how powerful its effects were. With the Phoenix Tree's aid, every three to five years, the Tiger Clan would select a group of elite youths and raise them from ordinary status—or even the level of human-rank warriors—to lower Gods, mid-Gods, or even, in a single step to heaven, High-Gods.
A phoenix's nirvana, a complete rebirth—rising from a mortal body in one stroke to possess the gods' power to topple mountains and overturn seas!
The Phoenix Tree's contribution to the Lin Hu Clan's firm grasp on supreme leadership among the twelve Ancient Clans could not be erased! Even the other eleven Ancient Clans had to trade vast quantities of resources to the Tiger Clan every few years for a batch of slots, allowing their own talented youths to undergo the Phoenix